Say My Name, Make It Sting

You lift my chin — and I shiver.

Your fingers barely graze me, but it’s enough.

You don’t speak, but I hear everything.

Your silence says: “Obey.”

And I do.

God, I do. hmmm..

My breath stalls when you smile. Hmmm~~

My body reacts before my mind agrees.

I don’t run — I can't.

I want to, but more than that… I want you to watch me fall.

I want you to see how easily I crumble.

Your leash isn’t tight, but it burns.

One word from you… and I’m crawling.

Quivering. Needing. Yours.

Shiver for you — again and again.

Say my name, make it sting.

Shiver for you — again and again.

Your grip, your gaze — everything.

(Hmmm~~~ Hmm~~ Say my name.. Hmmm..)

I hide my eyes, but you don’t let me.

You say, "Look at me while you shake."

My lips part — not for breath, but for surrender.

You own my pulse, my posture, my shame.

And I love the way it terrifies me.

You hum when I flinch.

You smile when I beg.

And when I whisper, "Please…" —

You say, "Louder."

Your voice is the leash.

Your breath, the command.

My heart trembles before my body does.

Shiver for you — again and again.

Say my name, make it sting.

Shiver for you — again and again.

Your grip, your gaze — everything.

(Hmmm~~~ Hmm~~ Say my name.. Hmmm..)

(Hmmm.. hmmm...hm..)

You lift my chin — and I twitch.

Not because I’m scared.

But because I’ve never wanted to obey so badly.

No escape.

No fear.

Just your leash.

Just my quiver.

hmmm..hmm..

(.....Say my name

.....make it sting.)